Memorial long weekend I’m so ready for you! ☺️Spring season has been incredibly and awesomely busy 📷❤️😍.
I’m taking this weekend off to be with my tribe, recharging, getting tons of snuggles from my girls, and doing get togethers with my big extended family in Boston!
I’m also delighted with the expected weather, sunshine are you for real?? ☀️🤩 #andretorophotography at Lexington, Massachusetts

Memorial Day Weekend. When the red, white, and blue is displayed across our nation—a sense of gratitude is felt and a moment of silence is given to all those that risked their lives. I want my children to understand that peace and freedom can’t ever be taken for granted. May our hero’s never be forgotten and our nation continue to rise. #memorialdayweekend#armylife#writersofinstagram#armystrong#armybrat

Fresh newborn things 🌸 feel like i’m having my first child all over again its being that long. I wish we could call you by name but your mummy keeps changing her mind all the time, so hard to find a name I love as much as I love Azalea’s. 😣 #Week22

A walk to what used to be our little stable by the lake to pick a bouquet of hawthorn flowers. A good start to our Saturday. May you all have a beautiful weekend full of rest, blooms and happiness! Oh, and cake! at Södermanland County

This post is hard. It’s going to be hard to read, hard to digest, hard to process. It’s hard for me, not because my choice still consumes me but because on some level I guess I haven’t forgiven myself completely. I’m disappointed in myself. That I was so weak and I let someone else influence my life.. my body.. my baby. This post is important because I know I’m not alone. So I speak to you, to the woman who wanted that baby, the Mum to be who battled internally with her conscience and some other voice. The mum who feels the presence of a beating heart that should be in this world but isn’t. I speak to the mum who carries a heavy burden on your soul, whether you notice it or have purposefully pushed it to the depths of your being just so you could survive. I speak to you. I know what it’s like to have been “pro choice” and then felt the guilt, the physical sickness from the heart wrenching sobs that were screamed into a pillow, trying to drown out what you shouldn’t be feeling seeing’s as it was “your choice”.... the many years that pass and never forgetting the ultrasound, hearing the heartbeat, and the mixed feelings of fear/uncertainty/excitement... but in the end only knowing sadness and an endless repeat of the room, the smell, the moments after.
To the Mum who was meant to be a mum, I know you felt like you had no option, please forgive yourself, the creator of the universe that created the little one in your womb has already forgiven you. Let yourself grieve, you are allowed to do that, if you need someone to talk to I am here for you x
#prolife#courage#testimony#abortion#jesus#candidchildhood#childrenseemagic#RunWildMyChild#wildandbravelittles#siblinghoodlove#letthemexplore#featuremama#stunningbabies#follow_this_light#adventuresofchildren#siblinghoodlove#thesincerestoryteller#let_there_be_delight#my_magical_moments#MagicofChildhood#subjectlight#documentyourdays#momswithcameras#ourcandidlife#pixel_kids

I walk in every night and place a blanket over her chubby legs that are sticking out from her wrapped up arms and i am in absolute wonder over the idea that she is here, like it’s all a dream. I never imagined her being here, never thought about what she would look like or who she would be.... well not until the last two weeks before meeting her... and now I see her with my eyes and feel her in my arms and sense her in my heart, I can’t understand how I never imagined a life without her. I get that it sounds cliche, we all think that of our new little ones, but the journey it took for her to be here and my resistance against the idea of her 😢 it takes me by surprise the deep deep love that resonates through me when I’m gazing at her or glimpsing her in my peripheral or hearing her muffled giggle from the other room. God knew... He knew she existed in me well before I accepted the fact and He knew the joy she would bring before I could even look past my sorrow. I’m so thankful He is a God that sees all and He believed in me when I didn’t believe in myself. He knew the love I would have when I had barely any love to give anybody. And He knew the healing little Quinn would bring and the catalyst that her life in mine would be to realign me to what’s important right now.
These four little impressionable humans are what’s important, it’s where my time and my energy and my effort goes and if anything falls to the wayside I pray it’s never them. 😘
#worldchangers#candidchildhood#childrenseemagic#RunWildMyChild#wildandbravelittles#siblinghoodlove#letthemexplore#featuremama#stunningbabies#follow_this_light#adventuresofchildren#siblinghoodlove#thesincerestoryteller#let_there_be_delight#my_magical_moments#MagicofChildhood#subjectlight#documentyourdays#momswithcameras#ourcandidlife#pixel_kids

Check out that pointed toe! 😍
Growing up I always loved to dance, I’d perform my own choreographed dances for anyone who would give me their attention. I remember my Mum being my biggest fan, she’d always say “Hailey, show “so and so” that new dance you just made up!” I’d beam and bounce down the hallway to get dressed up in a leotard and shiny dance tights and tie some kind of see through sarong around my waste. I felt the music moving through my body and each beat felt synchronised to my soul. I felt alive when I danced. I remember later in my life as an adult I was working in a mobile coffee van and we would stop once a week at a dance school in Brisbane, I’d walk the corridors peaking through the windows and watch in awe at the way these people created art with their body, how they weaved the atmosphere around them and piece movements together that painted a story. I longed to have gone to a dance school and even now when my boys watch Step Up (1/2/3 or 4) I feel a passion burning in me to want to dance. I look back and wonder how my life would have gone if I did go to a dedicated dance school, where would I be, who would I have become.... but I don’t look back for long because I’m drawn to what’s right in front of me, the way her curly blonde hair bounces when she twirls, the joy that radiates from her face when “her” song hits her very soul and she runs down to the bedroom to put her very own dance costume on and moves the way a two year old would when the music syncs with the beating within her...
#candidchildhood#childrenseemagic#RunWildMyChild#wildandbravelittles#siblinghoodlove#letthemexplore#featuremama#stunningbabies#follow_this_light#adventuresofchildren#siblinghoodlove#thesincerestoryteller#let_there_be_delight#my_magical_moments#MagicofChildhood#subjectlight#documentyourdays#momswithcameras#ourcandidlife#pixel_kids